After Situ Ce left, Lu Man looked anxious and said, "Sister, you are here to think about whether there is any evidence to prove that they framed you. I will go and ask the people in the catering department to let them testify for you."
"No need," Fu Qingchu said calmly, "We can't find witnesses now. Since they want to kill me, I won't keep them until the fifth watch."
"Ah?" Lu Man didn't know why, "Sister has a plan, why didn't you tell me just now?"
"It will delay His Highness' birthday celebrations for the Queen." She said seriously.
Green Man: "..."
Your life is at risk, why are you still worried about the prince?
After Lu Man went out according to her instructions, Fu Qingchu took a pen and paper and sorted out the evidence one by one that could kill Su Junruo and others. At the end of writing, she was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, Su Junruo was from a well-educated family, so how could she care about this?
But then I thought about it, "The king of thousands of chariots, the prince of thousands of families, the king of hundreds of families, is still suffering from poverty, how much worse is the people who live in households?"
Although the Su family was from a scholarly family of officials, if they only cared about reputation, they would not have become the Su family they are today.
Not only the Su family, but also the Jing Dynasty, which family is not fighting to the death for power?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. Fu Qingchu turned around and saw Sun Wei, the young eunuch next to the prince, coming in.
Sun Wei first saluted, and then said to Fu Qingchu: "Girl, these are the tea and fruit snacks that His Highness ordered me to give you. His Highness said that he would wrong the girl for half a day, and then he would clear her name when he comes back."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "Excuse me for making this trip, and please thank His Highness for me."
Sun Wei responded, "I'll take my leave, little one."
Fu Qingchu opened the food box and found two pieces of fruit, a longevity peach and a pot of tea inside. She couldn't help but smile. The prince was so considerate to her, and he would definitely be a saintly master and wise king in the future.
She had been hungry all day, so she ate all the food brought to her. After a while, she felt a little hot. She wiped her sweat and felt that she was worthless. She just ate two fermented fruits and became drunk.
At this time, there was another knock on the door. It was Sun Wei who came in. Did she think to herself that this person had not entered the palace? Why are you still here?
"Girl, Your Highness invites you."
"His Highness is back?"
"I'm back, waiting for the girl in the garden."
Hearing this, she hurriedly collected the manuscripts she had written all afternoon and followed Sun Wei to the garden.
Sun Wei led Fu Qingchu to Shunyang Pavilion. Fu Qingchu pushed the door open and heard the sound of someone moving in the house. She looked up and saw Shen Zhuo walking over anxiously.
"Qingchu—you're finally here." Shen Zhuo held her hand with excitement, "Let's go quickly."
Fu Qingchu looked at him in shock, "Why are you here?"
"I received the letter you gave me, so I came here without stopping. You quickly put on these clothes, and we leave as soon as it gets dark." Shen Zhuo pulled her to the table and took the clothes of an eunuch. give her.
Fu Qingchu looked at the clothes and understood everything in an instant. Someone was not imitating Shen Zhuo's handwriting, but someone was imitating her handwriting and writing to Shen Zhuo.
Birthday peach, letters, corruption, filthy palace, one after another, what a series of plans!
…
Fu Qingchu didn't have time to explain to Shen Zhuo, so he grabbed Shen Zhuo's wrist and said, "Follow me!"
Shen Zhuo didn't know why, "Hurry up and put on your clothes before leaving..."
"It's too late!" Fu Qingchu couldn't help but yell at him and pulled him towards the door. As soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Liru leading a group of people standing at the door.
"What a good Fu Qingchu, he actually had a private meeting with a man here to mess up the palace!" Chen Liru looked at Fu Qingchu and sneered, "Come here, lock the door, and wait for His Highness to come back."
"Chen Liru, you secretly forged letters and brought officials from other dynasties into the inner palace. What crime should you deserve!" Fu Qingchu said sternly, "If you can abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, I will protect you from death and save your family's face."
Hearing this, Chen Liru laughed disdainfully, "Fu Qingchu, I advise you to take care of yourself first. The daughter of the guilty minister is corrupt, perverts the law, and messes up the palace. It's just a pity for Shen Sheren. Your great future has been delayed by you. "
"You——" Shen Zhuo looked at Chen Liru in surprise, "It turns out it's all you!"
"What's wrong with me?" Chen Liru said with a smile, "I'm just enforcing the law impartially and catching thieves and stolen goods. Well, before His Highness comes back, you two miserable couple can have a good reunion."
Chen Liru raised her hand and immediately stepped forward to lock the door.
Fu Qingchu was so angry that he kicked the door and shouted: "Chen Liru, I will make your death ugly!"
"Now, we can only wait for His Highness to come back." Shen Zhuo punched the table in anger.
Fu Qingchu turned to look at him, "When did you receive the letter?"
"The second day of Shangsi Festival."
"What did the letter say?"
"Tell me..." Shen Zhuo sighed, "Tell me that you can't help yourself. You just want to please His Highness. If you have the opportunity in the future, you will definitely ask to leave the palace."
After hearing this, Fu Qingchu became even more angry and wanted to scold him for being stupid, but thinking that he would come to the palace regardless of his future, he swallowed the curse words back in his stomach.
"Although you are unjust, no one tied you up to enter the palace. No matter how magnanimous Your Highness is, you cannot allow this kind of thing." Fu Qingchu sighed longly, but couldn't help but scolded, "Why don't you care? How about your own future?"
"Do you want me to watch you get killed for a dozen taels of silver?" Shen Zhuo turned to look at her, "I was powerless before, but this time I want to give it a try."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu was so sad that he couldn't speak and wiped his tears silently.
Shen Zhuo came over and took her hand, "In the early Qing Dynasty, the palace was dangerous and you were all alone. After this incident, you can come with me. I won't be an official anymore. I still have several acres of thin farmland in my hometown. We have been to the days of idle clouds and wild cranes.”
Fu Qingchu felt extremely sour in her heart. Why had she never wanted to live a relaxed life? But there are still sixty-six people in her family suffering in the West Sea, and she cannot abandon them. The prince has been kind to her, so she cannot abandon the prince.
The debts of these family members and the love of outsiders made her breathless. At this time, facing Shen Zhuo's deep love, she was even more unable to answer.
She burst into tears, "Zhixiu, I owe you this life. If there is an afterlife..."
"I don't believe in the afterlife! There were so many girls at the Lantern Festival back then, but I picked up your handkerchief. You told me it was fate from the previous life. Didn't everything you said before count?" Shen Zhuo looked at her with a look of reluctance, "After all, You and I will be implicated a lot in this matter, why not wait for the truth to come out and go into seclusion?"
"Shen Zhuo!" Fu Qingchu couldn't help shouting, looking at him with tears in his eyes, "Prince, he can bring my family back! You can't..."
Shen Zhuo looked at her blankly, unable to find anything else to say to refute. He sighed, nodded and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu felt so sad that he couldn't help but hit him and cursed: "You fool!"
Shen Zhuo hugged her into his arms and said, "I will wait for you for as long as I want."
Fu Qingchu hugged him tightly and cried: "Fool, you fool..."
Shen Zhuo hugged her and comforted her softly. He accidentally smelled the fragrance of makeup on her body, and felt a fire in his heart, which made him extremely anxious and wanted to rub Fu Qingchu into his body.
Fu Qingchu felt his hands roaming around his body and shouted with some uncertainty: "Zhixiu?"
"At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty..." Shen Zhuo called her with a hoarse voice, extremely forbearingly, but it had a somewhat ambiguous flavor.
Her heart sank, and she knew something was wrong.
"Zhixiu," she distanced herself from him, patted his face, and said in horror, "Please wake up, this is the East Palace!"
Shen Zhuo also wanted to stay rational, but his body was really unbearably hot, and only being close to her would make him feel better. Fu Qingchu wanted to get rid of him, but she herself had been tricked, and with the disparity in strength, there was really nothing he could do.
Every move of his hand made her tremble.
"Shen Zhuo, do you know that you will kill me if you do this?" Fu Qingchu said with a trembling tone, "Let me go quickly."
Shen Zhuo still had some remaining sanity and wanted to push her away, but Fu Qingchu leaned against him weakly and bonelessly. He really couldn't push her away, and he didn't want to push her away.
He buried his head in her neck and kissed the person in front of him who he thought about day and night.
"Shen Zhuo, please stop quickly... um..."
Her lips were sealed, and her hand was held tightly by him, unable to move.
Shen Zhuo kissed her very domineeringly, wishing to devour her in one gulp. Feeling that she couldn't stand any longer, he picked her up and sat on the table.
As his kiss continued, Fu Qingchu gradually felt that he couldn't exert any strength. At first he could push, but now he couldn't push anymore. She couldn't help but shed tears, but couldn't help but moan into his kiss.
"Well... Shen Zhuo... Shen Zhuo... don't be like this..."
Her shout made Shen Zhuo even more excited. He reached for the belt around his waist and unbuttoned her clothes.
The unprecedented skin-to-skin contact made Fu Qingchu cry out, and her ambiguous moans immediately pulled her back from the chaos of consciousness.
"Dong——"
"ah--"
As Shen Zhuo screamed, Fu Qingchu used all his strength to push him away. She held the teapot and looked at Shen Zhuo who stood up unsteadily, "Don't come over..."
"You are mine -" Shen Zhuo yelled unwillingly, and as he spoke, he took a few steps forward to catch her.
Fu Qingchu was so frightened that he threw the teapot in his hand, but it didn't hit him. In a blink of an eye, he was pulled into his arms.
Shen Zhuo held her tightly in his arms, letting her get infinitely close to him and feeling the warmth of his body, "You are mine, you are mine!"
After saying that, he kissed her without any explanation.
Fu Qingchu was horrified and grabbed the candlestick in a panic. The wax tears burned her so hard that she almost let go. She bit Shen Zhuo and thrust the candle into the back of his neck.
"ah……"
Shen Zhuo screamed, and Fu Qingchu picked up the candlestick and hit him on the head. Shen Zhuo fainted immediately.
Fu Qingchu was also frightened and turned pale. He stretched out his hand to see if Shen Zhuo was still breathing. Seeing that he was not dead, she took out his belt and tied his neck to the pillar behind him.
After doing this, she lay on the ground exhausted, feeling the heat coming over her body one after another, longing for the kind of kiss she had just felt.
She bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from shouting. The smell of blood immediately spread in her mouth, but her body still tightened unconsciously.
In the darkness, she touched the broken piece of porcelain on the ground and immediately held it tightly in her hand. The pain in her heart suddenly made her sober.
